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Keepin' my composure through my last breath |
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quarter to sunrise, but brother didn't run out of gas yet |
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tongue tied, these knots are my bodily assets |
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the dream is to love, not to make it a past tense |
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The dawning of a new day, a light creeps in |
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she runnin' by my side in the right seasons |
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playful and coy with the slight teasin' |
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and sharin' the same smile for the right reason |
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and I'm sneezin for a blessin as I look to the sun |
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I'm asking for answers and revelations |
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patience is key, carnations from me |
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when she speaks I'm lost in translation for weeks |
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like la la la la la, yo that's what it sound like |
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another sunny day, I'm dazed by how she shine bright |
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I let her fade away, mistake, turns into dark night |
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I need a moment's rest to slide out the limelight |
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cus I'm fallin like a rock I'm callin for a shot |
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cus she sing so sweet like la la la |
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Whether we sailing out the dock or we walkin' round the block |
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I love it when you sing la la la |
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Eyes they pierce through me with whispers so melodic |
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and you're foreign to my sight, or rather, you're so exotic |
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I'm growing into life, I crossed a lot of steps |
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so I'm wondering why you got me holding my breath |
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blank, my brain clutters and words mix I stutter |
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tryna keep it together, but I'm slippin like butter |
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she a brown eyed soul drifting with the summer breeze |
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and the stars they align with an unusual symmetry |
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now let me see, as I speak with a purpose |
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misinterpreted ideas now they float to the surface |
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a trail of my art to beautify this circus |
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and a piece of my heart to inspire the hopeless |
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cus every minute spent with her over this cubicle |
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the grace in her step is just oh so beautiful |
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no need to look further cus beauty is unseen |
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so I stop to listen when she sings |
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cus I'm fallin like a rock I'm callin for a shot |
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cus she sing so sweet like la la la |
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Whether we sailing out the dock or we walkin' round the block |
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I love it when you sing la la la |
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